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Eternal BrevityEternal Brevity by ~Garapan
I don't recall what inspired this poem.
He moves up the block,
somehow managing to avoid
stepping on the trash
that's strewn around his feet.
He greets an old black man with an ancient hat,
giving him a curt nod and dropping a coin in his cup
as he boldly plays his lively harmonica
for the disinterested crowd
in front of the Cafe that serves the Hospital.
The young man stays for a moment and listens
before finding a seat on a stone bench
where he gazes at the nurses
staggering in and floating out of the Cafe--
beautiful and saintly,
angels of tolerable pain...
barely.
He glances at his gold Rolex
then stands abruptly
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The FallingThe Falling by ~Garapan
When the wind is still
And the Earth falls silent,
Drifting on the currents
Of a daydream
Is the only flight
Of freedom.
But the longing remains,
The desire to take wing--
The surging release of energy,
And liberty,
Pulses through the limbs
Creating a feathery stir
In an imitation acted out,
Untimely,
By a bristling beating
Of the astonished, quiet air
Who complains of being bustled
From her inert passivity,
Throwing dust and leaves
Into the sky
In a fit
Of discomfiture.
It might be better to wait
Until she stirs of her own volition,
Lifting life willingly,
Carrying spirits upward
With eager hands.
But oh, ho
Wow! 
*
of Change of Seasons. 
